Third Uncle Xu grabbed the wine bottle and poured himself a drink, downing it in one gulp, then quickly shook his head, "All of us brothers are keeping watch here; how could anyone possibly have drugged it?
You're just too timid. Come and have a drink with us.
If those people really dare to drug us, we brothers will make sure they never return."
"That's right, kid, you're really chicken. You're still too young; you need a few more years of toughening up," one of the elder brothers said with a laugh before sitting down at the table.
Off in the distance, Zhang Jiujang hid in the darkness, watching these men and couldn't help but snicker inside; Xu Ying surrounding himself with such riffraff was practically giving him an opportunity.
Zhang Jiujang quietly waited, while Factory Director Lin's men hid in another corner.
Looking enviously at the people drinking at the door, the men commented, "These guys are really comfortable, drinking on the job."
